You Know Who You Are (I Hope Not)

The sun fights its way through the blinds

Holding Me hostage

Bringing me back to reality.

A life of emptyness,

Gone is the perfection of sleep,

Gone is the girl I will dream of the rest of my life...

Flamenco Sketches

She cries out to me that sad beseachment.  Quiet sublime; like Mile's soft horn on flamenco sketches.  A woman crying out to be held to be had, the sadness behind every smile.  The way "I love you" means I just don't want to be alone anymore.  But in the sadness of eternity with the full moon in perfect view, she was mine, and yet; I was still alone.

Use commas sparingly

The dramatic indecision of time lay in that bed with us, in between us, around us, covering us in a womb of guilt.  Soon urgency flooded into the room and covered me, a hazy fog that made me sick.  But I had not developed an escape plan, held at bay the prisoner of this electrifying urgency and guilt.  Shackled the the woman beside me...powerless.

Breath  the open city

Dirty and Polluted

...Home sweet home

Drink in its history

In old town dive bars

While you hear stories

Of a fall from grace

 

Caged in a crowded cubicle

I long for the sadness

Projected in the faces of the forgotten

The song of a broken man's croon come last call

 

Los Angeles

Fair Verona

Take me in

Make me yours

Show me everything that once was

And could never be

 

Here in the city of lost angels

We welcome the broken

The down and damned

Tell us your stories

Make us your history

Leave your black mark

On our dirty streets

...And never look back

 

Princess With A Pension In Peril And Thinking About Loss Prevention

Princess sailing on the dawn of sorrow

she asks:

When will it be tomorow?

When will tomorow be today?

And how long has it been...

Since We ran away?

And how long have we been...

Sailing this bruised ocean?

And how long has it been since we ran out of that feel good potion?

 

I thurst for you

Instant Gratification

I long for a little

Fornication

...Of the heart and soul

 

But your hard heart

Bound in cement shoes

Is too far gone now

So take me here

Under the watchful eye of the moon

Under the blank sky that reflects our bruised ocean

 

Become

Replace my feel good potion

Make me forget why we ran away

Make me forget about today

Bring tomorow on your lips

Confessions made between our hips

...And may the moon forgive us for this